End of October

It was still mild weather. The Sacramento Valley got rain, but not much here—not enough to show in the rain gauge.

The sheep moving to the gate where I will let them into the next paddock.

A sheep farmer’s version of fall color. Peyton, the BFL ram, was the one with the red marker. I moved his ewes out a few days ago and now they are with Townes. Silverado and Barrett still have some ewes, but I’m getting ready to be finished with breeding season.

This is one of my favorite views of the property.

Patchwork Townes is the ram with the most ewes now at the end of the season. His marker has been switched to green, but I think there is only one ewe marked green.

We held Hug a Sheep Day on Saturday, but it was mostly for Farm Club members with a few other friends who came. We had the most huggable sheep available. That’s Jade and her daughter, Hazel.

At the end of the day I walked across the road and took my customary photo looking south to Mt. Diablo. One of these days I’ll share the series of photos I took from this spot throughout the growing season.

Across the Road Again...

…With a new phone…or is it a camera? I don’t know that I NEEDED a new phone, but the camera intrigued me. My new iPhone was delivered a couple of days before Christmas but I waited until then so my son could make sure it was set up right. I haven’t taken time to put the camera through its paces until now. I started exploring it today Across the Road.

I took this while doing chores this morning—two Northern Mockingbirds on a fence wire.

When I finished chores I took Ginny Across the Road. There was finally a day without fog. That’s one reason I haven’t been motivated to get out other than taking care of sheep—the fog has been so cold and drippy.

Today the clouds and filtered sun rays were inspiring.

The new camera can handle flower close-ups.

Dog close-ups too.

These great blue herons were still far away across the canal but I was surprised at how close I could bring them.

Ginny’s ball is just out of the photo on the left.

I wanted to go check out those white dots in the alfalfa field but, although the dirt road was hard packed enough to walk on, the field is far too muddy.

The camera did a good job of bringing the mushrooms closer.

I haven’t seen otters in a long time, but there was one today.

Ginny Entertaining Herself

I took Ginny Across the Road a couple of days ago. I did not take the ball thrower thing but she knows how to entertain herself with the ball. She drops it over the edge of the canal into the water and then goes after it. There is a video here. I wasn’t thinking in terms of a blog post at the beginning of this little story so I didn’t take photos to explain this. The photo below shows what this canal (more of a a cement lined ditch) looks like at a different point in our walk.

Most of the time it is fine for Ginny to purposely put the ball in the canal because she gets it out herself but this time she put it in a part of the canal where the water is backed up be a dam and then flows through in a kind of waterfall. That is what is shown at the end of the video.

At that point there is a drop off of a four or five feet and the water flows quickly and swirls in continuous eddies. Ginny is too smart (or too timid) to go in after the ball at that location. That’s a good thing because I think it would be dangerous for her. However I couldn’t get to the ball either. This is the tail end of the “rapids” but doesn’t really catch the swirling action of the water. And the angle of the cement wall is such that I couldn’t keep my feet under me and try to reach. There is are wood planks over the ditch but they are too high from the water for me to reach. I was sitting or kneeling here at the edge of the ditch to try and get to the ball but couldn’t reach it. Ginny doesn’t understand why I don’t just get it for her.

I found a stick and could reach the ball some of the time when it appeared but the water was swirling too much to be able to make any progress getting the ball closer to me with the stick. I found a forked stick thinking I would maybe have better luck. That still didn’t help. I needed a net. I had a leash with me.

I made enough of a net with the leash that I was finally able to drag the ball close enough to the edge where I could get it.

Then we continued our walk. I was proud of my newly made tool.

Here is the next obstacle. There isn’t a steep drop off here but there is a culvert where the two roads connect. Notice where Ginny is.

She dropped her ball there and it didn’t take long for it to disappear into the culvert.

You’d think it would be a simple enough thing to get it at the other end.

We waited. ..

…and tried the other end again. I dropped a few sticks in to see when they would come out. The sticks and the ball never appeared. That’s the second ball we’ve lost to this part of the canal. I don’t know if there is a whole cache of balls there but they are stuck in there somehow, along with the sticks that I dropped..

We continued the walk.

I found this a ways down the road. They had just disked the filed and I wonder if this turned up and someone threw it out of the field onto the road. Between my dogs and C&M’s dogs we have lost plenty of balls out in those fields.

This ball has seen better days.

This was the next place that Ginny rolled the ball over the edge. This time it didn’t go very far—just to the rocks a few feet down.

Ginny took the newly found ball down into the big canal where she got a drink of water and the ball didn’t make it back. I think that one probably sank.

Most of you have seen this view before. That’s our barn on the right and the house is hidden by the trees. What is remarkable about this photo is the view of the hills. and the blue sky—such a refreshing change after what seemed like months of smoke-filled skies that completely hid those hills.